My mind is up in a race.
Who's going to win this race?
Not me, not I.
Want to tell you how I feel,
But I'm afraid to let the words come out of my mouth,
Even more afraid to admit that it is real.
While you're up high in the clouds,
I'm here laying on solid ground...
With you it's so easy to smile, feel alive,
But it is easier to get hurt,
Because I know that you're feelings aren't the same.
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that brights up your cloudy day,
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that shines to light up your path,
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that keeps your heart warm,
I'm sorry....for being just me...
Even knowing all of this,
I keep coming back...
Is it madness? Probably.
Is it love? More than probably.
Stupidity is now my new friend...
It's amazing, how sometimes you make me feel idiot because of what I feel for you,
But it doesn't matter, not anymore,
I learned the hard way that when you feel like this,
Pride and self-respect have no business here...
Secretly I keep alive a slender hope,
So slender and thin, so fragile,
That I can see through it and
Everytime I breath I'm afraid to tear it apart.
My mind is a mess, I'm a mess.
It's difficult to keep it simple and more difficult to keep away (from you).
Afterall, what I feel for you is now bittersweet.
And that's why I want to hold back my feelings,
And that's why I want to keep myself at a certain distance.
But how could I do such a thing?
Just the mention of doing it leaves me in pain,
Just the sound of it makes me go insane.
I rather prefer to be left by you,
Than me leaving you.
Stupid? Probalby.
Love? More than probably.
Never felt like this before,
Never knew I could even experience such a grace,
Each day I want you more and more.
I'm lacking of faith,
And I'm too scared to face it,
I'm willing to try,
But I'm all alone, am I not?
Everytime that you make me smile,
Will be a tear that at the end I'll cry.
Somehow I'm willing to pay such price.
I'm trying my best to paint a picture of what I feel.
But emotions come to me in rushes,
Colours cross my mind in different shades,
My imagination is cloudy
And my heart is heavy.
Once more....this was supposed to be simple.
Tell you how I feel shouldn't hurt this much.
I just guess that words and feelings don't match.
